During a parenting talk today, the teacher spoke about what it means to be a mum. Being a mum is not just about taking care of the kids or doing housework. It is so much more than that. A mum often becomes the centre of communication in the family, caring for each person and helping every relationship grow in the right way.
The family is like a moving vehicle. The father may be the driver, the kids are the passengers, and the mum is the fuel. Sometimes, when the father is absent for some reason, mum has to be the driver as well.
I was reminded of something my late grandmother once told me. After her husband passed away early, my father, being the eldest, had to start working at a young age to take on his father’s role and support the family. My grandmother said she used to look towards the road not far from home, especially around the time my father would return. She would stand there, waiting and hoping to see him coming back.
She continued this habit even after my father had moved out. I was not there to witness it, yet the image has never faded from my mind. It carries so much within it—her love for her son, her anxiety, her hope, her longing. Each time I think of it, these feelings quietly rise in my heart.
A mother’s love never fades. It is for her children, her family—and it is something that should always be respected.
And perhaps, in all the quiet waiting, the unseen worrying, and the endless giving, this is where a mother’s love lives—not in what is said, but in everything that is silently held.
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